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32. X1 Kim Wooseok - Walking In The Winter

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Can I request a Wooseok scenario in which the reader is a single parent and both of them have known each other for a long time. Wooseok starts to get closer to the reader as well as the child gradually and the once suppressed feelings of both the reader and Wooseok, towards each other start to return stronger than ever. Fluff please ^_^

↬ Pairing: Wooseok x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Fluff, super slight past Angst?

↬ Warnings: Wooseok being too fucking cute?

↬ Word Count: 4.3k

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The tiredness spread on every inch of your body, the pain making itself notice with each step you took while going upstairs, the view of the hall becoming slightly comforting as you searched for the keys in your purse. Before unlocking the door, you took a deep breath, trying to put on your best face and getting in to be greeted with a walking Wooseok that constantly shushed the asleep kid in his arms. When your friend heard the door closing, he turned around to give you a small smile, pointing a few times towards your child.

"Thank you for taking care of him today..." Leaving everything by the entrance, you silently went to him, extending your arms to grab your son and quickly taking him to your room.

As soon as you made sure he was sleeping comfortably and kissed his forehead, you went back to the living room. You were about to grab your wallet when Wooseok stopped you.

"How many times do I need to tell you that this isn't necessary?" His hands were gentle as he put the money down. Just then was that you noticed the small cut under his right eye.

Getting closer to examine it, you held his chin. "What happened to you?" He blinked a few times, the words not coming out and making you notice the rushed action, instantly pulling away while muttering an apology.

"Ah, I must have gotten it with him... he really likes to play with my face." Wooseok let out a small laugh as he tapped his skin a few times and checked his fingertips.

"Must be because you have such pretty eyes." He lowered his gaze, hiding the light blush on his cheeks. "Wait here, I will go look for something to cure it."

There was no place for him to deny your offer this time as you left him alone, grabbing the first aid kit you kept close just in case and telling him to sit down on the couch. Imitating him, you faced him, cleaning the tiny wound and blowing on it when the alcohol made Wooseok flinch, your expression distracting him from the stinging. He would be lying if he denied that his heartbeat got faster with your every touch, so lost in the moment that it almost surprised him that it was over so soon. Now he felt the bandit on the place and held back a laugh as you took a picture of him and showed how it looked, the Doraemon design making a fun contrast on his usually serious face.

"Thank you."

"I think it might leave a scar though..."

He scoffed at the mention. "It's fine, really, don't worry about it." His phone rang and right after he picked up his stuff. "Ah, I think it's pretty late so I should get going–"

A sound coming from the bed room interrupted both of you, making you sigh as you got up. Of course you missed sharing more time with your kid, but it became a bit hard to do so when you came after work, your body and mind not being ready to handle with it even if that's what you wanted with all your might.

"You can go Wooseok, thank you so much–"

He shook his head. "Let me help and then I'll go, you look too tired." Ah, so he noticed. His pace got quicker towards the bedroom. "Besides, you don't need to thank me every time, it's been two months already."